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“You know I left a part of me back in New York.” ~hoax; Taylor Swift
Performance
[noun]
Going out in front of others such as the sun in the sky or an actor on stage
@MusicNews Music News
Nico Di Angelo was spotted on the streets of New York after years of not being in New York
(Blurry photo of Nico walking with black glasses and a leather jacket holding a cup of coffee)
@crazyfangirl #1 Nico Stan
Who's coming to Nico's concert??? I got tickets for the first night, god I'm so excited!!!!
@brokenline walking on a broken line
I'm so jealous of everyone who got tickets, I feel like our little fandom is too big, tickets for a 60,000 person venue in 3 shows sold out in 7 hours? (No kidding, I saw the post after 7 hours and it was already sold out)
@nico’sverison Nico is the best
I ordered the Smile record and my mom brought me tickets to Nico's concert in Austin,
Is there a better birthday than that?
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@nicoisthebest Haunted in my heart
Can I say I'm jealous of you? My parents would never buy me
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I was standing on the stage where I was supposed to be tonight, 8pm, me and 60,000 other people watching me.
I think I'm going to throw up.
"Nico?" Alex called
"Yeah?" I turned around, "I'm alive." He/She laughed, "Maybe you should go get some air, come on, let's order coffee."
"I don't like coffee."
"I know."
We left where I was going to be tonight, I was a little overwhelmed, overwhelmed to the point where you start to tidy your room but then end up sitting on the floor reading old birthday wishes.
Yeah...
I ordered a hot chocolate, drank it and still felt sick, the thought of performing in front of so many people, that's something I might have to work out with Mr. D.
I felt like I was being watched, Alex, Magnus, Apollo and others were talking, I turned around, a bunch of friends, girls and boys were looking at me and whispering, something I was used to since I started my career.
It was 5 pm and I definitely didn't want to mess with fans, we had to check the venue again and do a sound check, my head was hurting just thinking about it.
Would they ever forgive me if I cancelled the show?
There were already lines of fans waiting in line, I was in shock, the fact that all these people were waiting in line for hours just to see me was driving me crazy.
There were only 3 more hours until the show, a show that would last 2 hours.
I'm extra extra and multiply that by infinity stressed.
"Hey Nico," I heard a voice behind me, "You're nervous, right?" I saw Austin who was also going to be on the tour with me, he's supposed to be the opening act for the last 11 shows, I'm mostly doing the shows in America and maybe after that I'll think about opening it a little further afield, maybe Italy or Greece, "Something like that." I replied and shook hands.
"I totally understand you, I'm like that too." I looked at him, thinking of a topic we could turn the conversation to because I don't really want to think about the show right now
His brother, Austin's engagement gift to his brother, a few days ago Austin said that his brother got engaged and he and his partner are fans of mine and he would be happy if they had tickets to one of my shows, right.
"What about your brother? How is he? He's supposed to come to the third night in New York, right?" Austin looked away, "Yeah...he's a little complicated right now..."
"What happened?"
"I don't know if I should tell you but he and his...ex-fiance right now..."
"Oh, sorry about them."
"Yeah...anyway I'll make my sister take him to the show, cheer him up." Austin smiled a little and Nico smiled back, "I always knew he shouldn't be trusted," Austin added.
"Well, you and your sister are very good brothers." Austin laughed a little, "Thank you, Nico." I smiled at him "Anytime."
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This time-traveler is called Bob, this is Bob, Bob went through 3 hours with probably 60,000 people ~
Alex got off the stage, gave Nico a pat on the shoulder, "Good luck."
Nico was nervous, nervous, nervous, he got on stage, screams could be heard and he just stood there, a spotlight on him.
He realized he had forgotten his guitar and Apollo waved for him to take the guitar, holding it high, his beautiful guitar that he had received for his 18th birthday from his father, before the accident.
The second accident that changed his life.
Nico ran, took the guitar and went back to the microphone, tried to say his words but they got stuck in his throat, he looked at the audience who were taking pictures, waiting and looking at him.
"Hey."
More shouts could be heard, including applause.
Nico looked around the crowd, noticing Annabeth and Percy who had already taken seats in the first few rows. He brought them tickets, knowing they would want to see him after years of running away from them. He smiled a small, shy, elusive smile that only Annabeth and Percy would know.
After years of running away from New York and leaving, he left a part of himself that he didn't want to come back.
But here he is, returning to New York a new person, better than the old one.
He strums his guitar, makes sure everything is in order, and begins to sing the first song in his set.
His set contains 27 songs, of course some of them are long, and he adds 2 special ones, which no one knows about.
After almost an hour and a half, the time passes quickly, Nico begins to speak.
"So um, hey again," a wave of applause and shouts swept through the hall, "Um...I didn't know what other songs to put in the set so I decided I'd just, just sing a few songs that I hope you'll like."
Another wave of shouts and applause swept through the hall.
He start to sing ‘broken line’,
"And I'm going on a broken line...
Don't know where I'm go,
Now I'm Lost."
The song ended like this, lights from telephone flashlights were scattered all over the hall, waving and saying that they identify with Nico, they don't need to identify with him.
No one needs to identify with Nico, in his opinion he is simply broken, rotto, broken, shattered into pieces like a mirror ball.
He moved on to the second song which was a song that was never released,
"couldn't say that I get hurt, it leading me on all the time."
And continued the performance as if nothing had happened, and ended it with a small, thin smile.
He was exhausted,
mentally and physically.
Mentally and physically.
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"I don't wanna be your friend, I got better things to do." ~ I don't wanna be your friend; eyedress
(The title is an abbreviation of the name of the song from which the sentence comes)
Hatred
[noun]
Disliked, felt animosity; loathed
Trigger: Messages from Octavian
Octovian (vomit emoji)
7:11 O: Nico, listen
7:11 o: I'm really sorry
7:12 o: Please forgive me
7:12 o: It was just once and no more
7:13 o: I miss you.
Misses me like a bitch, like I'll ever believe him. I walked over to Apollo who was sitting with his computer next to him, "What are the plans for today?" I said, he looked up, his blue eyes looking at me from behind square gold-rimmed glasses, glasses he only put on for reading. "Go wherever you want, hang out somewhere, you don't have a show today." He said, going back to his computer, I pushed the laptop a little with my foot, gently closing the computer with my foot, "So you're joining me." "I won't-" I interrupted him, "Excuses, excuses, didn't I tell you it would be better to hire someone to help us?" "I don't thin-" "Forget it, come on anyway, let's hang out and make fun of people in Times Square while you choke on a donut," he looked at me and I laughed, "It was only once, once." His voice rises a little, he gets discouraged and gets up from the floor of the hotel where we're staying, "We can also find you a date for Valentine's Day," he says quietly but loud enough for me to hear him, I rolled my eyes, "No thanks." Apollo took some clothes to change into in the bathroom, not only is he kind of my manager and my music producer, he's also one of the most amazing people there is, And the supporters…
-Flashback to a conversation with Mr. D, his psychologist-
"So you mentioned Apollo a few times, so tell me a little bit, how did you meet, what exactly was your relationship like?" Mr. D looked up from his notebook,
"I..." I thought, trying to find the right words for this.
"I met Apollo when he was my music teacher in high school, a substitute teacher, of course everyone in our class was very excited that Apollo, one of the great singers, came to teach music, he's the father of one of the students there, I didn't really know the student or anything, I was mostly quiet, I don't think I ever met his kids,"
I remembered the old events, trying to find the rest of the words,
"I love playing the guitar and the guitar is everything to me, I don't know why I even took music lessons, I wrote a lot of songs and hid them all, I had one time when I forgot my notebook in music class and I just got stressed because most of the songs were written there, but Apollo just came and brought me the notebook and said he wanted to talk to me, I was stressed and... I just wanted to run away as much as possible,"
"So I ran away."
Mr. D looked at me strangely, more like a questioning look, "Why?" He said, a strange tone in his voice, "Were you scared?"
I looked at him, I keep thinking about the words I want to say but I never had the guts to say them.
"I don't know, I was probably scared like you said, and then the next day, I had another lesson, more like a private lesson because I was a little behind in what the class was learning, actually, at that time I didn't even know how to play the guitar, and Apollo was there, waiting for me in the teacher's seat, we...we talked, he was impressed with my songwriting, he was the first one to teach me how to play the guitar and when I got out of high school at 18, he was the one who encouraged me to make music or do what I wanted, I think...that I made him maybe a kind of...support figure for me, maybe a little like family, but I don't know how to put it."
"So you actually consider him your family?" Mr. D said, I thought about my answer for a few minutes, "Yes, I think I consider him my family."
Mr. D looked at me, waiting for me to say something more.
"I was never very close to my father, yeah, when I was 17 he tried to go back to the life he had, before my mother and sister died, he tried to rekindle the connection between us that was based only on small things before that, he met a woman and went out with her and then this accident happened... But I met Apollo when I went to high school, somewhere around the age of 16 I think, so I don't think it would be any kind of connection."
I said, thinking over every word.
I looked up at Mr. D. following his eyes that looked at me and then to the clock, following along with his eyes as well.
"We're out of time, but, at our next meeting, we'll talk about it. And at length."
I nodded, saying nothing.
• End of flashback -
"Nico? Hey Nico, are you okay?" Apollo called out to me, waving his hand in front of my face, "I'm okay, are you done?" I asked, waiting for his answer but he just dragged me out of the hotel room, "Come on." His phone was beeping, Nico thought it was Octavian again and wanted to block, but it was actually Percy, Percy Jackson.
Percy Jackson
2:00 P: Hey Nico
2:00 N: Percy?
2:01 P: I'm sure you saw me and Annabeth at your concert yesterday
2:01 N: I did.
2:01 N: Is there a reason you texted me? And I'm sure it wasn't to say I saw you and Annabeth yesterday.
2:02 P: Shall we meet somewhere? Demigod Cafe? Like before? At 2:30? Annabeth will be there too.
2:03 N: Okay.
Nico looked up, Apollo standing next to him in the hotel lobby, "Percy Jackson wants to meet with me." Apollo was surprised, "Why?" "I don't know, he wants to meet with me and Annabeth..." I said, not knowing what to do, "I'll be there and wait for you in the corner?" Apollo asked, he knew about my problems with Percy, "Okay." I nodded Apollo's phone beeped, he looked at the phone for a few minutes as if reading something and then smiled, "Hey Nico," I looked at him questioningly, "Have you read the first article written about you yet?" Nico looked, surprised, taking Apollo's phone which was already on the article, "What?" "Most new artists get an article after a week of being released, but it seems they had a very hard time finding you..." Nico looked at Apollo's phone, reading every single word written on it. -
Who is Nico Di Angelo?
Article by Malcolm Chase
A new singer has come out into the world and he is as fast as can be, Nico Di Angelo.
Nico Di Angelo is a new singer, as we have seen in his albums (3), he works together with the actor and former singer Apollo who retired years ago.
Nico's songs are combined with a gothic aesthetic and full rock, but there are also pop and indie songs that show us that Nico combines amazing genres and turns them into amazing music with his voice that half of the people call "the voice of God."
In the pop songs we can feel the touch of Apollo, the magic of Apollo that adds itself to half of Nico's pop songs.
Nico released about three albums in almost two months which is a complete market, were these albums planned before? There are a lot of questions we don't know the answers to
Nico has currently topped the charts, and on Spotify he is at around 1.8m weekly listeners despite only being released at the beginning of the new year (January 1st) and now on his exclusive tour of America which was in demand after weeks of his first album, are there any signs of extending the tour? We don't know that.
Although we expected this article to have even more details, Nico Di Angelo's life is very personal and secretive and we know almost nothing about him, not even his age.
I can say that I am eagerly awaiting more of his amazing music and the interviews that are probably currently flooding his email inbox with requests.
-Nico finished reading the article, trying to think straight but his mind was confused, it seemed that he had only just now realized that he was famous, especially if an article had been written about him, especially if Malcolm Chase had written an article about him. He handed the phone back to Apollo, not saying a word, just uttering those simple words that he was still afraid of, "Percy Jackson isn't waiting for us?" Apollo's phone lit up again from a message Apollo had received from his boyfriend, Hyacinth, at 2:25. Apollo, ignoring the message, walks beside him and they start walking to the cafe near the hotel.
Apollo, worried about Nico.
Nico, stressed.
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"They be lovin' someone and I'm another story." ~let it happen; Tame Impala
Past
[noun]
The time that was
I entered the cafe, Percy was sitting in the corner with Annabeth, they were talking and sharing a milkshake. I considered running away and going far away, why would he suggest I meet him? We had never been close, only before Bianca died. The words echoed in my head, Before Bianca died. Bianca died. Died.
Flashback -
I was 10 years old, young and confused.
My dad dragged me to the car, drove fast, I didn't know where, he was talking on the phone the whole time, everything was so fast.
We entered the hospital, I was dragged by the hand into the hallway, Thalia and Percy were there, covered in a blanket and with scratches and wounds, Percy's mother was there, worried.
Doctors and nurses came running into the room, questions, calls and loud beeps were heard.
-End of flashback-
I shook my head, went and sat down across from them, they fell silent, looking at me. Annabeth with sympathy in her eyes and Percy...I didn't know how to interpret his gaze, "It's been a while." Annabeth said, starting first, "Yeah, it's been a while." I answered back. "Nico," Percy said with a sigh, "Percy." I looked at him, moving my eyes between the two of them, "Is there a reason you asked me to meet you here?" They looked at each other. "It's been years, Nico," Annabeth said, continuing "We wanted to see you, you hardly talk to us," I nodded, as if it was a question, "How are you?" she asked. "Okay, I'm doing well," I said, they both smiled, Percy started talking, "We missed you, I wanted to see you, it was... complicated..." "Complicated?" "I don't know how to explain this," Percy said, Annabeth stood up, "Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back." She went to the bathroom that was by the counter, I looked back at Percy, "You seem like a good fit, Nico," he continued, "You know... I... it doesn't matter." I was curious about what he didn't say, "What?" "Nothing," "So you just wanted to see me?" "Yeah..." I thought for a second, it was time to close the matter, "Hey Percy," "Yeah?" "I was in love with you for a while," he looked at me, surprised, "What?" "I was in love with you for a while, but you're not my type anymore, less to my taste." "Less to your taste? How am I less to your taste?!" I smiled a little, "So... how was the show yesterday?" I tried to start a normal small talk, "It was great," Percy said excitedly "It was so amazing, and the guitar solo, and... everything." Annabeth came back, smiling at us too, "What's up," "Nico's show was amazing right?" Percy said, "Right, the guitar solo was so amazing, I really don't know how you do it Nico." Annabeth said, I smiled a little, "Thanks." We continued chatting, I remembered Apollo who also happened to be with me somewhere in the cafe, I looked around and saw Apollo talking on the phone, probably Hyacinth. "So... I have to go, bye Nico." Percy said, "Bye." I returned